There was a look of disdain in Akantu's eyes. It only pointed at Frofa with the index finger of its right paw. The latter suddenly let out a mournful cry and fell from the air. He fell heavily to the ground and could no longer climb up.
stand up.
It pointed at the remaining dragon, and the dragon screamed and flew backwards, hitting a metal pillar not far away.
Akantu looked down at the three defeated generals with a sneer on his face.
"Arkentu," Frofa lay on the ground with blood on her face, breathing gently, but her expression remained unchanged, but her voice was like ice for thousands of years: "You have killed many of my companions, you
Do you really want to fight us to the death, even at the expense of affecting the master's plan? Don't forget that we have common enemies, and they have also entered this world."
Arkantu held its head high and raised its horns high, looking a little arrogant. It believed that this cat and mouse game was just revenge for the disrespect these damn reptiles showed to it in the first place.
It feels that it is necessary to let these reptiles understand who is the most effective assistant of the master, rather than temporary and unreliable traitors like them.
It did not answer Frofa's question immediately, but silently looked around the underground space.
Demons can easily see through the darkness and capture even the faintest glimmer of light in the darkness. To them, this pitch-black underground space is as bright as daylight at noon.
This is a wide hall, but it looks more like a workshop. There are rows of metal platforms in the hall, and further away, there are a row of metal culture tanks.
There are twelve bodies in total. At the position of the thirteenth body, the metal culture tank originally placed there has been removed and is empty.
Akantu raised his head and drew a huge symbol of the Dragon of Dusk and Order surrounding Warnd on the ceiling in the center of the hall.
The logo of the Gaia organization.
After reading this, it lowered its head and focused its attention on Frofa and other 'people' again.
"Little girl, are you scared?" Arkanto said in a triumphant tone: "I just paid the price for your rudeness before. I just want you to understand that necessary politeness is very important, especially when
In the presence of a truly strong man. It may save your life, but of course it may also kill you, just like it does now."
Frofa's face was as dark as water, but she didn't say a word. She knew that she had failed this time. In the face of absolute strength, no strategy would work.
What's more, when it comes to conspiracy and conspiracy, they may not be opponents of the cunning demon in front of them.
As for Frofa's previous threat, Akantu seemed a little dismissive: "You said common enemy? You mean those poor humans outside? I'm afraid they are still struggling in the sea of nightmare insects.
.Ha, I hope their lives can be tougher, after all, I still have a debt to settle with them."
"Don't underestimate that human being. You don't understand who he is at all. You will regret it, Arkanto." Frofa replied lightly. These words seemed to touch her wounds, making her cough lightly.
Akantu nodded: "There is a thirteenth Titan beside that human. He may indeed be a unique little guy."
"But so what?" The big devil opened his hand and said loudly: "Everything has been in my plan. I have been waiting for this moment for thousands of years. Now, the master's great plan will be completed by my own hands."
"And you," Akentu lowered his head and stared at Frofa and the other three, and said with a ferocious smile: "You are lucky enough to see with your own eyes how I accomplished all of this. Your ridiculous loyalty is not worth it at all.
By the way, do you really think that the master sent you to complete this plan? The master just sent me this key to open the door. As a key, after you have completed your mission, you should learn to be conscious."
"It's a pity." It shook its head and sighed: "You are really too stupid and don't understand the subtle meaning of wisdom."
As he said this, the big demon slowly walked towards the center of the hall. Frofa frowned, just as he was puzzled by this guy's strange behavior. He saw the latter raising his chin and shouting to the surroundings: "Come out, Gai."
Ya, I know you are here, the so-called Mother of the Earth, how long do you want to hide until I completely raze this place to the ground?"
The arrogant roar of the Lord of Purgatory echoed in the hall, causing Frofa and others to frown.
Suddenly there was a slight light in the hall.
A gentle voice sounded from the darkness: "Arkentu, we meet again. After ten thousand years, two hundred and thirty-four days and seventeen hours, twenty-three minutes and fifty-five seconds, I noticed that
Your body's functions have declined a lot, which means that the power of the demons is gradually fading away. As I expected, the power of dusk is declining due to the degradation of the world's power level."
Akentu squinted his eyes and looked at the bright light that suddenly rose in the center of the hall. It was a pure ball of light. In the center of the ball of light, a soft stream of light flowed like a stream of water, just like the one born in ancient times.
A beam of light.
All the other 'people' in the hall, including Frofa, could not help but be stunned at this moment. The task given to them by their master was to bring back the core secret of the Stagnation Realm. As Arkento said,
They only know that this secret is buried underground in this laboratory, but no one knows that there is a god here.
Gaia, Mother Earth.
"Don't be a fool," Arkanto sneered: "I'm not here to talk nonsense with you, Gaia. Maybe your plan was very sophisticated, and the Buga attack that day was completely beyond our expectations. But unfortunately, all the credit goes to one person."
Hey, you finally failed, and after thousands of years, I still came here. You may not have expected that it was the mortals you had placed high hopes on who helped me accomplish all this, and it was my mortal servants who opened the Moon Channel,
How about another group of mortals breaking my seal? Do you feel that fate has tricked you?"
"Arkentu, it's meaningless. No matter how much you do, you can't undo it all. With the advent of the mortal era, the defeat of the Twilight Dragon is inevitable. This war that has lasted for six eras will completely end here.
.”
"I don't see how those pitiable insects have this ability," Akentu said with a ferocious smile: "On the contrary, the great master has obtained the only pure-blooded ancestors, and you have even lost the user of the 'key', and
I came here to make you completely give up hope."
"Maybe you at least have one thing right, Gaia," the Lord of Purgatory said with a fanatical look on his face: "The wars of six eras will completely end here. This time you can no longer escape by restarting the world.
Master’s Judgment So tell me now, where is the Throne of the End?”
The ball of light flickered for a moment.
"Do you really want to see the final throne, Akentu," the gentle voice said: "Perhaps when you see the ultimate face of this plan, you will regret it too late."
Arkentu laughed long: "Is this your false threats, Gaia? How ridiculous, when did Martha and her gods fall into this situation? Do you think I will retreat? I can't think of anything here.
What can stop me from moving forward is the gods or the Titans?"
"I won't stop you, Arkanto, you will see it soon"
The Lord of Purgatory was slightly startled.
It knows that behind Martha's tiamat code there is an unprecedented highest authority. This authority has only been used a few times in the past era, but each time, it has allowed the world to escape the final fate of dusk.
In the fifth and sixth wars, the Twilight Dragon even did not hesitate to project its body onto the world in order to steal the highest authority itself.
This authority is so important, both to its great master and to these Warnd gods, because at this moment, it is almost the final hammer that determines the final outcome of this war.
But why is the other party so indifferent to this?
At that moment, Akentu hesitated for a moment.
But it quickly put this hesitation behind it. At this critical moment, it would never back down because of the slightest bit of false threats, and the great being behind it would never allow it.
Thinking of this, the Lord of Purgatory quickly became cold and determined. His eyes changed from red to burnt yellow again with a cruel and cunning light, and he replied coldly:
"I hope you're not stupid enough to pull any tricks, Gaia."
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"What is this place?"
Just when Aloz suspected that this underground tunnel that seemed to extend infinitely in both directions had no end, the light of the flame in Brando's hand suddenly expanded along the walls on both sides of the tunnel to the left and right, eventually forming a huge
underground hall.
Aloz was very familiar with the structure of this hall because when they were underground at the Magic Relay Station, they started from such a hall and then moved forward along the underground tunnel filled with metal tracks and pipes for almost a month.
It took a quarter of an hour to arrive at this place.
This hall is very grand, with at least seven or eight tunnels intersecting here. The metal tracks overlap each other, but at the intersection, there seems to be some kind of mechanism that can change the tracks.
Almost everyone expressed curiosity about these things, but Delphine had seen magic locomotives in Hazel. The Hazel people used magic-driven locomotives to transport ore on the tracks. That kind of track was different from these metal tracks.
There are not many, but they are much shorter and narrower, and are usually only used in mines.
"Are we back to the starting point?" When seeing this scene, Fang Qi couldn't help but frown and asked suspiciously.
"Obviously not," the little female dragon observed very carefully: "The furnishings on the platform are different, and there are many more converging tunnels here. I understand, the ground here must be similar to the previous magic relay station
Same place."
Brando was very surprised by the little female dragon's ability to draw inferences. He glanced at her in surprise and replied: "That's a platform, not a platform." He raised the flame in his hand and looked carefully at the hall.
The logo, after seeing the words on it clearly, nodded:
